A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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badi badi desh ki bate

alag alag galiyon ko kon ginta hai 

saath khade ho rehne wale, desh tabhiu banta hai

Friends
We are going to different high schools
I know it will be hard
we were best friends
and now

You Will Never See Me Fall Like

You may see me struggle,

but you won't see me fall.

Regardless if I'm weak or not

Love's Coming

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,

With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca

Have A Good Day

May your blessings be many

and your troubles be few.

And may you feel God's prese

Very Special Friends

We didn't grow up together.

We didn't start as friends.

When we first got togethe

The Tyrants
The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill

SIR KA BOJH

 

विपदा में निर्भीक रहूँ मैं,इतन

If Only Walls Cloud Talk

If only walls could talk,

They'd tell you about me,

And how they hear me scream

The Greatest Friend

You've been with me through rough and tough

Thick and thin, until the very end

&n

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